The Ruler of Westeria

TROW 18| Burning Anger

Third Person

Noe didn't know hours would feel like a millennia as he watched Xiovenn on his deathbed. It felt like eternity for him. Seeing his best friend almost lifeless and cold like a corpse, he will do everything to save him.

"How many hours does he have left?" Noe asked the Royal Physician who's been taking care of Xiovenn for hours.

"Ikinalulungkot kong sagutin subalit mayroon na lamang dalawang oras na natitira upang siya ay mabuhay." The Royal Physician bowed his head with a sad expression on his face.

"Ipagpaumanhin niyo ang kakulangan ko sa kaalaman at karanasan upang magawan ng lunas ang mahal na Aram. Kung ako man ay nais niyong parusahan, buong puso itong tatanggapin," aniya ng manggagamot at halos halikan na nito ang sahig.

Noe didn't pay any attention to the Royal Physician. His mind was occupied with Xiovenn's condition, and Xiomara's whereabouts. Napasapo na lang ng noo si Noe. What the hell is he even thinking? How could he even trust that assassin with her highness safety?

The circumstances. It was the circumstances that made him trust that unknown man. He trusted him because he has an Archon's mark, and once he hurt her he'd die. But what if he use other people to kill her? If the Glacial Archon's life would be put into danger, who will rule Ozlevine?

Napahilamos na lang siya ng mukha. Wala na siyang panahon para makapag-isip noon dahil hindi siya makapaniwalang nag-aagaw buhay sa harap niya ang matalik niyang kaibigan. The only thing he wished at that moment was to save him from dying, but he knew he couldn't do it because he had no power against the Clan of Lionheart. 

But now it has come to this. Xiomara is probably heading there and he had no idea what happened to her. Ang isipin kung ano ang kasalukuyang nangyayari sa dalaga at sa sitwasyon ng kaibigan niya'y ikakabaliw niya.

"Punong Komandante! Narito na ang mga tanyag na manggamot mula sa iba't ibang bahagi ng rehiyon!" Mabilis na tumayo si Noe at binuksan ang pinto. Bumungad sa kaniya ang naglilinyahang mga manggagamot na may dala-dalang mga kagamitan. 

Nangunguna sa linya ay isang dalagang mayroong takip sa ibabang bahagi ng kaniyang mukha. She has this long brunette hair and almond eyes. Masyado pa itong bata para maging isang manggagamot. 

Noe shook off the thought and motioned his hand to let her enter the room. He knew it was against the rule to have the local physician check on the noble's health, but he had no choice. Even the Royal Physician was useless. He can't lose any chances to save his friend.

Noe closed the door. Pinanood niya lang ang likuran ng dalagang naglalakad papalapit sa nakaratay na si Xiovenn. She carefully sat on the side of his bed and opened her medical tool box. Pagbukas nito'y tumambad sa paningin ni Noe ang halimuyak ng isang bulaklak. There was a vanilla orchid on the box together with her vials of potions and sharp needles. 

He stood near her and watched her unpacking her things as her left hand touched Xiovenn's arm, checking his pulse. Pinagkrus ng binata ang kaniyang braso habang maingat na inoobserbahan ang dalaga. As he can see, she knows what she's doing. He thought she was a quack doctor for her young age. Ito ay sa kadahilanang halos lahat ng manggagamot ay matanda na't inaabot pa ng ilang taon upang mag-aral ng medisina. 

"How's his condition?" Namumungay matang tumunghay ang dilag sa naging tanong nito. Binitawan niya ang braso ni Xiovenn at tumayo upang magbigay galang kay Noe bago ito sumagot. 

"Ipagtatapat kong nasa masamang kalagayan ang mahal na Aram." Hindi na nagulat si Noe rito dahil narinig na niya iyon mula sa maharlikang manggagamot.